Vanity Doors takes you by the hand and leads you into his mind and world. Describing himself as a 'mad, bum poethead'. Vanity tries to make sense in this facinating and poetically surreal mix of the acid-induced ramblings, homespun dreams and recurrent nightmares that fuel his desire to expel his demons, yet indulge his addictive habits. Vanity travels around, reminiscing about his misspent youth. By seeking reasons for his psychotic yearnings and desires, he gradually comes to terms with the contradictions and hypoocrisy that distract him from sanity and hia lovehate feelings of facination towards women and men. Heaven Hates what Heaven Hates is a quirky and often humorous account, but it is only through the confusion of anger, that Vanity can begin to truely understand who he is now and how he got there.